sometimes the thought of you is bitter, like the taste of water with too much lemon. other times it’s too sweet, like a double layer chocolate fudge cake. most times when i think of you it’s bland, like stale crackers that disappoint you when you’re hungry but not enough for an entire meal…i tire easily, a new trait that im still getting used to, some nights im so exhausted that i can’t even sleep, other nights i can barely keep my eyes open…somehow i see you in little pieces of my days, my nights, my tomorrows, my yesterdays…i’m reminded each day of how precious this life is, how much of a blessing it is to receive a new moment and the exhaustion becomes easier to handle…i believe in finding one person to help you care for your heart, but not to give it to that one person entirely, and that is where so many people go wrong in love…

if you find arms to hold you, embrace them.
if you find lips to kiss you, press against them.
if you find a hand to cradle yours, fall into it…
and if you find a person, to give your heart to,
do yourself and them a huge favor and keep a
part of it safe within your own comfort as well.

it gives you a sense of mystery…but more than that
it makes it impossible for them to go a day without thinking about you.

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he was the kind of boy that made five hours next to him seem like five minutes, but five seconds without him seem like five years…there was no doubt about the fact that he’d taken complete ownership of my heart, my thoughts and dreams…the parts of me i was afraid to show him, he knew those parts too. I couldn’t keep a secret from him if I’d tried, not that i ever had the guts to, i didn’t want him to feel unimportant to me for a second and if that meant that i had to reveal the things about myself that hurt, i would…i’d tell him second by second my entire life if that’s what he wanted to hear.

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sometimes the little things in life are so beautiful that i get all caught up and forget to breathe, it’s then…after those moments that air becomes unnecessary…i wish we could live off of love and happiness, sometimes i’m such a dreamer…i wish the world was as beautiful as it could be, and the only ones stopping that from happening happen to be ourselves…


i wanted to rant, about the people who’ve done me wrong, the ones who took my heart and played with it, the ones who left me when i needed them the most, i wanted to be hurt and angry and upset but i couldn’t and it’s because i thought of so many positive things that come out of the darkest corners…

like missing someone, it hurts in places you didn’t know could feel pain, but having the ability to miss someone means you’ve had the chance to love someone enough to hurt when they’re gone…something we all take for granted…

and how simple it was tonight, a few good friends, the start of my best friends birthday, making cupcakes and shopping for gifts, an hour long phone call that made my cheeks hurt, laying on my driveway getting beat up…how cold it finally is and how im more than ready for fall…seeing an old friend at the mall, hearing my favorite song on the radio, and i realize how useless of an emotion anger really is, how much strength it takes to hold grudges and stay angry.

so i forgive you, each and every one of you that have ever done me wrong, tomorrow i plan to wake up with a lighter heart and a stronger smile…

remember to breathe, but if you forget, live off of love…life is so much better this way.